Comes the Dark
The sky, they say, was full of stars,
And suns whose light could blind.
But now all there is is entropy,
No specks of light to find.
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Some worlds survive, but are wastelands,
Some are dust now, gone.
Scattered through the airless void,
Where once their skies all shone.
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Collapsed are all the galaxies,
Spirals, discs, them all.
None could bear infinity,
In time they all did fall.
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Life now dust within the dark,
Unremembered and unsung.
Some still cling within the dark,
Others to abyss are flung.
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So comes Creation's whimper,
From what began with bang.
And time's reapers go on marching,
They sound the death knell's clang.